The New Topping Novelas e Histórias

“The old me always tolerated and compromised, but the new me will never again.” That night, James started changing his tactics. He appeared in my life as a suitor, sending flowers and gifts, each day different from the last. At first, it was bouquets and handmade chocolates. Later, he sent gifts related to hobbies I had mentioned in passing. His intention was obvious—he was trying to win me over and re-enter my life. “Tess,” he said, standing in front of me, shameless. “Since you said we’re no longer married, and you’re single now, I have the right to pursue you, don’t I?”

I was right in that aspect when he went to pick up the spoon. “And what are you gonna do?” Gaston dropped dough into the oil, leaving the spoon in as well. I pretended not to notice as I turned from him to the dry storage, picking out toppings for the bagels. “I’m going to put toppings on the bagels as soon as I boil them there next to you with that water.” I could smell smoke a little as Gaston came over to see the toppings, distracted like a crow with a shined object. “Ooh, sesame! My favorite!” Gaston gushed, excited now about the food. We both heard a whoosh then, heat hitting our backs slightly.

His lips didn’t pucker, no flinching, no sweating—none of the usual human reactions to extreme spiciness. “Is he… a robot?” Jeslyn muttered under her breath. “Mmm,” Leonel hummed with a nod. “Interesting. There's a spicy kick to it. New experiment?” Jeslyn’s eyes widened. What?! He likes it?! “Uh… yeah,” she answered quickly, almost reflexively. “It’s… a new variant. Hellfire Lava Dessert.” Leonel smirked. “Nice name. Fits a woman like you.” “A woman like me?” Jeslyn raised a brow.

“Anytime you want, you can place an order.” “That's our new upgraded feature. We now offer door-to-door delivery across BloodMoon Pack.” “Wow. Congratulations, Toasty. That's amazing.” “I told you I wanted some cheesecake, but you didn't get them for me.” Zoey pouted before leaning towards me with a mischievous sparkle in her blue eyes. “Are you thinking what I'm thinking, Aunty Naya?” “Don't fall for her tricks, Raya. Father made her a spoiled brat.”

"It has brownies, ice cream, hot fudge, caramel drizzle, whipped cream, fruits, cookies, chocolate chunks..." I nodded slowly. "Okay." "And pizza toppings." I nearly spat out my drink. "What?" The entire table burst into laughter. "Pizza toppings?" "Trust me." "No." "Trust me, did you trust me with this?" She said pointing to by drink. I nodded reluctantly. "Then trust me with dessert." I groaned. "This feels like a trap." "It absolutely is." The table laughed again. For the first time in what felt like forever, I found myself genuinely relaxing.

Luckily, he gave me another chance, probably considering my young age. I quickly brewed a fresh cup of milk tea and handed it to the bearded man. He took it and had a few sips, then smacked his lips in disappointment. "Hey, manager, what's going on? This doesn't taste as good as before," he complained. "Where's that special topping that the previous server used to add? It had that sweet and salty flavor. Why isn't it in here?" Andrew looked surprised, and I was equally taken aback. I started preparing another cup of milk tea for the bearded man.

she scolded. "I think you deserved it," I smirked. "Come here and I'll show you what deserves punishment." She grinned, grabbing me around the neck, lifting me to get to me. "Ahh.." I laughed as we mixed the batter together. "Now for the pizza toppings." she told me, "I'm thinking of using pepperoni, maybe with some garlic bread for topping." "I've always liked that one." I nodded as I stirred the batter again. "Me too." she agreed.

“You look like the wind could carry you away.” I take a bite. The sweetness hits me first—honey and cinnamon—followed by something cheesy and warm beneath the crisp layers. My eyes widen. “What is this?” “Tiropita with a little twist. Do you like it?” I nod slowly. “I don’t know. I think so. I… I don’t really remember what I like.” That gives her pause. The kitchen quiets just slightly, like the heartbeat of the room missed a beat. Maria’s expression softens. “That’s alright. We’ll find out together.”

I explained roughly how I would like the leaves to look like they are falling from the top. I slid the design of my kutte over to Patrice. “ I want this as the topper.” I said pointing to the cowboy hat and ice crown. “ Is that possible?” I ask nervously. I really want this included. Patrice looks it over and nods “ Yes. I can do this for you.” I light up “ Thank you. Now I would also like four dozen cupcakes for the wee ones.” Patrice pulls out a list of flavors to choose from. I pick basic vanilla and chocolate as well as cotton candy, orange sherbet, cookies and cream and chocolate and peanut butter.

Tyler said simply before they left to find a table. And surprise them she did. Trinity couldn't exactly pin point what all toppings they'd used 'cause there were so many, but it was by far the best pizza she'd had in forever. Taking a bite of her last slice, Trinity moaned as the cheese melted on her tongue along with all the other tangy, spicy flavours they'd used.